Aged Mirrors (14) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

Aged Mirrors (14)

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My years grew old.
The only dream left
Is the dream of quiet:
The murmur on its calm wings.


Evening made of loneliness.
No one left
To share our mouth,
Our silence.


Around us:
A world we never really knew.
The evening:
The passage from the unknown
To the unknown.



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Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 15 January 2019

beautiful thought- The passage from the unknown To the unknown/// this is life of this world

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Gajanan Mishra 15 January 2019

Murmur on calm wings, great write

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